"What about your daughters?" I asked. "They're big girls. They know their Mom fucks on occasion." She offered me a warm smile and I crawled next to he...r and we fell asleep in each other's arms. The sex must have exhausted me more than I had thought, for the next time I opened my eyes the morning sun shone through the curtains in Vanessa's bedroom. The smell of bacon woke me from my slumber . I got out of bed and trudged down the stairs. Vanessa greeted me in a silky green robe, which showed. She smiled and nodded."We can bake cookies for after dinner," she said, never questioning what the problem was. God bless you, Mom."There's some sandwich stuff in the fridge, and some fruit. Do you want to bring a bottle of wine?" she offered.I nodded before going down to the basement to retrieve the big wicker picnic basket. It was old and dusty now, not as I remembered it fresher and newer from my childhood.Back in the kitchen, I wiped off the dust. Mom was already starting to make. He lifted one foot, and I slipped one leg of the jeans over it, and then the same with the other. I slowly brought them up while touching his thighs with my other hand.... so smooth, so sleek... I stopped when I got to his ass, and rubbed my hands all over his cheeks, then coming around the front, to feel his cock, which was once again at attention. [Gotta love older men], I thought. Finally bringing his jeans up over all of that, and coming around to the front, held his cock up to his navel. A long groan came from deep within his core. As he made that sound, his cock twitched even faster until it stayed in firing position. "Uh huh, cum for me! Let me see your hot fluid shoot out of your rock hard cock!" I replied as I never let up on the riding crop hitting his bound testicles.Suddenly, his body quit swaying in the ropes, he curled his toes, and his body jerked as he expelled his milky substance in arching streaming jets that landed in huge dollops on the barn floor. I watched his.